These last couple months have just been awful.  Things seem to keep going wrong.  I'm at the point where I'm beginning to wonder if I've simply been an anomaly up until February... inordinately blessed, and a sadder and more unfortunate life is actually the norm for me.

My Dad passed away, as you all know.  I had pneumonia and was mostly unable to work for two months.  A close relative of mine was robbed.  Last week my wife lost her job.  I go back to work today after being out sick for two months and I'm going to have to ask for some time off this week.  Why?  One of my teeth just fell apart yesterday.

I have an incredible anxiety about visiting dentists and this is why I never go.  Combine that with bad teeth and you get my horrible mouth.  But the tooth can't stay like this so I am going to have to go in.  Which means I can expect a recurring nightmare of dental visits for many months (not to mention the dental expenses at a time I can ill afford them).

Great.